so we had an 11:30am lunch today to welcome a future coworker in my team, C. he seemed ok, although he's not young, and not likely to become a buddy or anything. sigh. i miss the days here where i had a lot of good friends. this guy is joining my team, and he'll take over the C modeling, which i'm very happy to get off my hands. i'll have to train him, though. we went to china stix, and the food was only so-so (i got the eggplant). they catered our company lunch last friday. very americanized chinese food.
so i finished coding today. (i have some more left on the top-level.) it took three afternoons, which wasn't too bad, and it was pretty fun. like i said, i miss coding. and now, i've also got some synthesis work to do. i hate that stuff, even though it's pretty push-button. i just have to do some babysitting as the jobs run.
so tweezing! yeah, i love tweezing. i used to pluck out all of my chin hairs senior year. i still have fond memories of going into alan's half of the two-room double, since he was the one with the mirror. back then, i didn't have tweezers, so i used my nail clippers to grab the hairs. at first, it hurt, but after a while, i guess the nerves died or something, so it was painless. nowadays, i only pluck my cheek hairs (chin hairs hurt once again), and i use these great high-quality tweezers that k2 got me from nordstrom for christmas (or was it my birthday?) one year. it's one of my favorite things to do, especially when i dig really deep into the pore and extract a really stubborn follicle. ah, the satisfaction. *bliss*
i'm itching to play some basketball. i guess i can tell that my body needs exercise. i only play twice a week (tues/thurs), and i think i need to get out more often than that. maybe i should get there earlier or something, or play harder than i do. sometimes, i just walk up the court when i'm on offense. i should strive to sprint as often as possible. but anyways, i'm really loving playing right now; there was a time when bball was a chore to me, and i had to drag myself out there. but now, i enjoy it, and i relish the time i have out there. yay!
i might be seeing three live basketball games in one week. yesterday was the stanford/cal game, and tomorrow, jack and i will be going to the warriors/sonics game. (i'm dreading the traffic i'll be facing heading up to oakland. i'm taking bart.) and this saturday, i might be going with yuji to the stanford/wazzu game. that'll be a tough game to win. but yeah, since football is over, all of my sports attention has shifted to basketball, and i'm trying to maximize my enjoyment out of it.
yesterday, after going to stacks with jay and margaret, i stopped by yogurt fantasy and got my fro yo fix. of course, i got the mochi topping, and when i tried to save as many nuggets as possible for my last bite. boy, was that last bite a fucking tasty one. i think i stuffed about ten mochi pieces in my mouth, and i just chewed it with delight. i don't know what it is with me and that mochi shit, but i just love it. i'm going to dinner with jennie tonight on castro, and i might stop by and get some more afterwards.
a big group of my friends went up to tahoe this past weekend, and it took them EIGHTEEN hours to get home. yup. they left early afternoon yesterday, and got in this morning. crazy, huh? when i heard they went up on saturday, and then found out about the impending storm, i figured it would be bad news. that's nuts. i would have gone stir crazy couped up in a car for that long. i'm just glad that they got home safely. if i were driving, i would have most likely fallen asleep at the wheel.
i get a ton of spam from girls on friendster. but one of them seems to be genuine. i'm not interested in her mainly because she lives in michigan or something, she's too young, she uses poor grammar and one of her two biggest interests is "praying," but man, she has a nice chest. one of her pictures shows her wearing a low-cut dress, and her cleavage is superb. i can stare at that picture for at least a good minute or so, mentally fondling those breasts with glee. hooray for boobs!
there's something about real person boobs that makes them exciting, as opposed to something like porn boobs. porn breasts do not turn me on at all. they're a necessity (meaning that i do not tolerated clothed sex), but they don't excite me. but show me a celebrity nipple slip, and i get all wild and randy. funny, right? it's all about that taboo factor, something that's not meant to be seen.
in _american gangster_, frank lucas employs completely naked women to package his heroin. the reason is so they can't steal anything. what's curious is that all the women are slender and have good bodies. what are the odds of that? anyways, i found that to be curious.
i'm curious as to how shooting up heroin feels. after watching a movie like _trainspotting_ and seeing the reaction of the junkies, i just wonder how good it feels. the best physical feeling in the world to me (so far) is an orgasm, and i still remember that woman in the world saying heroin is "a thousand times better than any meat injection." damn. it must be good. of course, 1) i don't know where to get heroin, 2) i am not one to break the law and possess something that illegal, and 3) i don't want to risk dying from the drug or getting addicted. so i will most likely never experience it. i wonder if any readers out there have ever tried it and could comment on how a heroin high feels like. or what about cocaine? i'm curious about that, too.
drugs are amazing things. i mean, i'm pretty much a walking medicated being, since i'm on four drugs. i've overdosed on some meds, so i've seen what being fucked up is like. and i've also experienced what it's like to high on drugs, like when i was on antidepressants and happy on cloud nine all the time. it makes you wonder what "reality" is. i mean, you are in a given state, but that state can easily be altered by swallowing a pill. so what is "real" then?
ok, i gotta take off. need to get gas and meet up with jennie in 45 minutes.
friday night, nelson and i drove up to daly city to see geoff and pak. we had dinner at boulevard cafe, not to be confused with the fancy restaurant boulevard (which i have never been to). we three guys ordered the meatloaf, which geoff recommended. i didn't quite like the gravy, which was really salty and (i thought) had this touch of red wine to it. at least my jameson was good, and cheap, too, coming in at $6 without tip.
afterwards, we went back and played some guitar hero and wii tennis. i *still* have never won a match at wii tennis! i suck. :( nelson and i got back around 12:30am or so.
i slept until past noon on saturday. i had this really bizarre dream where spike (paul's pug), aimee, and jenK were morphed into this weird dog/woman beast, and we had to lop off the bottom torso and give the beast a lobotomy, and it was dragging its half body around. it had rabies, so we were all running away from it, and the only thing that would cure it was giving it a cigarette. and when we finally did, the beast was finally cured, and it morphed into aimee and started talking. but before we could put the brain back in and attach the lower body back, i woke up. very weird.
anyways, once i woke up, i had a late brunch with nelson at ihop. i got the colorado omelet, but the shredded beef tasted really odd, like it was drenched in butter or something. afterwards, we went to borders, where i grabbed a hazelnut latte and read up on colombia (i went straight for the "dangers and annoyances" section. did you know there's a war going on there?).
after dropping nelson off, i went home, took a brief nap, and then met up with the college gang at korea house at 6:30. i wasn't that hungry, so i just got the yuk ge jang, sans green onions. we stayed there for three hours eating and talking. after dinner, we rented _american gangster_ and watched the original theatrical version (which clocked in at two hours and 30 minutes) because the extended version was just under three hours long, and it was getting late. i liked the movie, mainly because it was based on a true story. if it had been a fictional story, i would have found it boring. i got home around 1:30am and crashed soon after that.
i woke up late once again and had brunch with jay and margaret at the stacks in campbell. ah, another heavy brunch (i got the mexican omelet). i went home and just passed out for a few hours (food coma).
at 5:30 or so, yuji picked me up, and we headed to stanford to watch the basketball game. at one point, it was 28-14, but cal staged a solid run to close it within 4 at halftime. the second half was very tight, but we managed a 10-point win at the end. *phew* i was nervous. after yuji dropped me off, i grabbed a quick jack's spicy chicken and called it night. i missed the oscar's, but i read up on it afterwards. no surprises.
all in all, a decent weekend, but i need to find stuff do to in the afternoons instead of taking naps.